Author: Kyla Rae

Photo Credit: Kevin Kelpin

It’s about the rhythm, I think. Slower, uncluttered. I always feel as if I’m breathing easier, thinking more clearly. All the things that didn’t make sense, didn’t want to lend themselves to clarity become readable, reachable, sensible. “After the sun sets”, I tell everybody, “I’m at my best after the sun sets”. More focused, funnier (well, I think so), more sure of myself… I’m a total wreck before 10 a.m., functional at 12, revving up after 1, but as the old song goes…

Forgiveness is the key to happiness. Here is the answer to your search for peace. Here is the key to meaning in a world that seems to make no sense. Here is the way to safety in apparent dangers that appear to threaten you at every turn, and bring uncertainty to all your hopes of ever finding quietness and peace. Here are all questions answered; here the end of all uncertainty ensured at last. The unforgiving mind is full of…

Ghana is a thriving and connected community of warriors. They have struggles like every nation, but they are born leaders and I am confident that space has been created for them to step into their greatness. I feel so humbled by their hearts. So overwhelmed by their love. Thank you to everyone who helped make a lasting difference in these peoples lives. As they say in Africa, “the angels will be with you.”

“Projection makes perception. The world you see is what you gave it, nothing more than that. But though it is no more than that, it is not less. Therefore, to you it is important. It is the witness to your state of mind, the outside picture of an inward condition. As a man thinketh, so does he perceive. Therefore, seek not to change the world, but choose to change your mind about the world. Perception is a result and not…

“Love wants to reach out and manhandle us, Break all our teacup talk of God. If you had the courage and Could give the Beloved His choice, some nights, He would just drag you around the room, By your hair, Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world That bring you no joy. Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly And wants to rip to shreds All your erroneous notions of truth That makes you fight within yourself…

“This is my simple religion, There is no need for temples No need for complicated philosophies, My brain and my heart are my temples, My philosophy is kindness.” ~ Dalai Lama

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